BAMBAM GIRLFRIEND SERIES // HOW YOU MEET
Your life was actually so boring. Going through the same routine as always. Wake up, go to school, go to work, sleep. You were getting tired of your boring ass life and you needed something new. Your parents pressured you into going to this specific college and you were so broke. You were barely getting by after paying for rent and taking care of yourself. It was hard to find time for yourself since you were so caught up in school and working for money.
Your alarm went off, stealing you away from the dream world you were in. You had always dreamed to get a stable job, a nice boyfriend, and maybe get married and having kids. But life was looking the complete opposite of that. You found your phone buried under your pillow and hurry and tapped snooze. It wouldn’t hurt to sleep in for at least another 10 minutes right?
10 minutes later, the annoying ringtone went off again and you set yourself up in bed, wiping your eyes and turning the alarm off. You headed to the bathroom and did the normal routine. Brushed them pearly whites, and got in the shower. This was your only time to mentally prepare yourself for the day.
You wrapped a towel around your body and rushed back to your room to get dressed. You just threw on some leggings and a sweater since the weather was starting to cool down a bit. You rarely ever did your makeup in the morning since you could come home and make yourself look presentable for work.
You grabbed your bags and books and headed out the door, walking to the campus that was near your apartment. It was rainy today which meant you had to carry an umbrella and avoid puddles. This was one of the disadvantages of your roommate having earlier classes than you. She took the car and left you to walk.
You arrived at your class, your socks almost completely soaked from accidentally stepping in puddles. Your day was already starting out terrible. You paid close attention to your professor's lectures but you somehow always drifted off into a daydream.
You got your phone out from your bag and texted your roommate, you know, the one with the car?
You: Hey. I hate to be a bother but it’s raining and my feet are already soaked. Would it be too much to ask for a ride home?
You drew your attention back to the monitor your professor was teaching on. A few minutes later your phone vibrated
Cassidy: Sure it’s no problem. I would drive you to work but I have a date to catch. I’ll leave you a bus card.
You hated riding the bus, but it was better than no ride at all.
You: Sounds good. I’ll see you then!
You tucked your phone into your pocket and looked at the time on your laptop. You had barely 10 minutes left and you had to make it through it.
You put your laptop in the case and grabbed all your things and made your way to the entrance. You stood under a shelter for 5 minutes until you saw Cassidy’s car pull up. You hurried to open the door since it was pouring down.
She dropped you off at the apartment and you sprinted to your room to get ready for work. You worked at quite an expensive jewelry store so the employers did not have any time for trashy looking employees. You dried your hair and straightened it and put on some heavy makeup. You threw on some jewelry that your mother let you have from her collection and put on a form-fitting dress.
You snatched the bus card that Cassidy left you from the kitchen table and grabbed your purse and umbrella. You made your way to the bus stop that was near your place in 4-inch heels, and it was an understatement that your feet were already starting to hurt. They were not ready for this 4-hour shift you were about to work.
All was going well at work. You assisted a lovely couple looking for wedding bands. They looked absolutely cute and how you dreamed of having a man be so good to you. But then there was also your co-worker who could not go an entire shift without flirting with you. He probably thought you would never catch on to him, but you saw right through him. And your legs felt like they could give out at any moment.
The doorbell on the entrance rang and you whipped your head around to get a view of the customer. You were destined to assist the guy and beat your co-worker to it. You tried to keep a good posture with your aching feet as you made your way to the man.
“Good evening sir, are you interested in any engagement rings? We have a sale goi-” You began to start the staged introduction until the man cut you off.
“Actually I’m just looking for watches, you know, for myself.” He smiled awkwardly.
God damn it Y/N. Always fucking assuming that every guy that walks into the damn jewelry store is looking for a ring.
“My apologies. Here, I’ll show you our finest watches.”
He smiled and you led him to the other side of the store to show him what he was looking for. You showed him the silver watches and some that were on sale. There was absolutely nothing wrong with treating yourself. Damn you should probably take notes.
“What do you think would look good?” He asked you, pointing to one of the more expensive watches, and then pointing at a silver watch on sale.
You smiled and grabbed for the key attached to your wrist to unlock the glass display. “Why don’t we find out?”
You grabbed for the watches he pointed out to you and he tried them on and you could tell he was very pleased. He put one on his right wrist and one on his left to really tell the difference.
“Which one do you think looks better?” He asked you as he flexed his left arm, and then the right.
You put your index finger up to your lips and thought about it.
“Well, I think the expensive one makes you glow a ton. But if you’re on a budget then I would suggest you buy that one.”
“Would you buy this one for your boyfriend?” He questioned you on the spot. It made you a bit flustered, but it would be pretty rude of you to ignore a customer.
“Definitely, if I had one.” You smiled awkwardly at him, but it was just the truth.
“I’ll get this one then” Damn it must be nice to have money in your wallet to treat yourself.
“Excellent! Will that be all you’re looking for today” You asked him as you put the watches back into the display and locked it up.
“Okay well meet me at the first register and I’ll be back with your watch” You smiled brightly. You ran to the back of the store to fish for the watch he picked out. You came back and helped him pay for everything.
“I think I’ll just look a while longer, thank you though!” He smiled and carried his shopping bag around the store, admiring all the pieces. You heard the doorbell again and your co-worker was making his way out, pulling out a cigarette box. You sighed and followed him outside where he was leaned up against the building, lighting his cigar.
“Do you mind sharing?” You asked him. It had been a while since you smoked, but it wasn’t like you were gonna get addicted or anything, you just needed a chill pill.
He smirked and pulled out a stick for you, you stuck it in your mouth and lit the end for you. You inhaled and immediately started coughing.
“This is exactly why I don’t smoke” You sneered.
“Don’t be an ass” You punched his shoulder and continued smoking the cigar.
“So Y/N, you still single?” He questioned you.
“Don’t you ask me this every shift we have together?” You rolled your eyes at him.
“Cmon Y/N, why won’t you go out with me? Just one date!”
“That’s not how you get a date, Daniel, you have to be way nicer than that”
“Fine. Will you go out on a date with me please?” He asked again, softening his voice as he popped the question.
Suddenly he was all up in your face. You could practically smell the pack of cigars he smoked throughout the day.
“Why are you being so stubborn? I have the looks, the potential to be your boyfriend, you just don’t wanna commit to a rel-”
“Hey, why don’t you get out of her face?” A man yelled from the distance, cutting Daniel off. You turned your head to the side to see the man you assisted earlier. That’s when he backed away and walked over to the guy.
“I was actually just returning to my duty.” He inhaled his cigar and blew it right into the man's face, but he did not move a muscle. Daniel took his cigarette out of his mouth and threw it on the ground, smashing it with his shoe, and walking back into the store.
The man walked to you and his expression told you that he was sincerely worried for you.
“Are you okay? That guy seemed like a dick.” He comforted you.
“I’ll be fine” You brushed your fingers through your hair and pulled the end of your dress down, throwing your nasty cigar onto the ground and stomping on it.
“I apologize. You didn’t need to see that.”
“It’s not your fault, who knows what he would have done if I hadn’t come out.”
You seriously didn’t know what else to say. You knew Daniel was a cocky bastard that would constantly flirt with you on shifts, no matter how many times you rejected him, but you never expected him to get up in your bubble.
“I should probably head back to my job. I hope you enjoy your watch.” You started making your way to the front door until the boy stopped you.
He took a random piece of paper out of his wallet and started writing something down.
“Here take this. You can text me when you get home if you want. It’ll make me feel better if I know you made it home.” He smiled softly and perhaps your heart skipped a beat. A man, actually sincerely showing concern for you. Fuck.
You hesitantly took the paper and nodded.
“What’s your name?” You asked him, needing to know the name of the man that basically saved your ass.
“Kunpimook. But really though, call me BamBam”
